He Was My Brother

    

    Simon and Garfunkel
    He was my brother
    Five years older than I
    He was my brother
    Twenty-three years old the day he died
    Freedom writer
    They cursed my brother to his face
    Go home outsider
    This town's gonna be your buryin' place
    He was singin' on his knees
    An angry mob trailed along
    They shot my brother dead
    Because he hated what was wrong
    He was my brother
    Tears can't bring him back to me
    He was my brother
    And he died so his brothers could be free
    He died so his brothers could be free

 

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